Titan Academy - Robin (Teen Titans MCTF) (Patreon)

Hey folks.

Quick status update: Spoke to a Doctor, got a round of antibiotics, they seem to have done some good. Hoping they help recovery.

And now story! A continuation of an old piece I really ought to have finished many years ago...

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“This tutorial is taking a while,” Beast Boy said, kicking back on his bed as he studied the portable screen in his hands. “When do we get to the part where we start shooting space aliens?”

Helen, his ever helpful digital advisor, giggled from her spot in the game. “Come now, Beast Boy, I told you – this is a game unlike any you’ve ever played before! There’s no shooting space aliens here. Besides, haven’t you been having fun with the story?”

Hmmm. Well, yeah, he had been. “True,” he admitted with a nod. “Not sure how I’m supposed to get the high score in this one though…”

Helen smirked. Oh, trust me, you’ll be scoring plenty. But first, we still have to get you introduced to everyone! There’s only a few faces left to meet, but I know for a fact that they’ll be pleased to see you. Why don’t you pick a path, and we’ll go explore some more?”

“Alright, sure.” He considered the two remaining choices for a moment, before reaching out to select one. “In that case, we might as well- Oops.”

“You want to sort out your paperwork?” Even Helen sounded surprised as the option he’d selected flashed on the screen. “I figured you’d leave that one until last, honestly.”

“Uh, yeah. I kinda meant to…” The green skinned hero rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment. “But, uh, missclick…” Curse these fat human fingers!

“Ahhhh.” The assistant nodded understandingly. “Well, not to worry. I’m sure the actual paperwork part won’t take long! Follow me, Beast Boy – you’ll get a sneak peek at how we handle all the admin that accrues here at Titan Academy…”

“Awww…” He groaned as he followed after his helper. “Are you sure there isn’t a back button….?”

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As it turned out, ‘admin’ was far more interesting than it sounded. BB had been expecting a dinky little office or something, but instead he found himself hurrying after his guide through what felt like a buzzing hive of administrators, across small islands of calm and up gigantic glass staircases that let him see just how big, and how busy, the admin section of the Academy really was.

“Are you sure you guys aren’t supervillains or something?” He asked as they advanced between towering servers, looking around with wide eyes. All of this for paperwork…?

“Oh no,” Helen said, shaking her head. “A supervillain would never be accepted here at Titan. They’d end up with access to far too many resources – they could take over the world with ease! No, Titan Academy only welcomes the rich and famous, no evil allowed.”

“Uh. Cool. I… Think?” He thought that one over, before shrugging. Eh, whatever. As long as he wasn’t going to need to deal with any big villains. Teachers were bad enough on their own! “So, what do you need me to do?”

“We just have a few forms for you to sign,” the guide explained, walking up to a door and pushing it open. “Most of your induction has already been taken care of by someone who’s very keen to meet you. In fact, may I introduce you to-”

The game paused for a moment, and then, just as BB was almost expecting at this point…

[Loading]

He sighed, giving the screen a flat look. “This really does keep happening, huh?”

“I’m so sorry.” He could practically feel Helen bowing her head with the force of the apology in her voice. “Patch day can just be so awkward! I, I’m sure this won’t take long, so please, just give me a minute to sort all of this out, and we can resume playing.”

“Fiiine, fine.” He nodded, jumping up from his bed, hooking the console onto his belt. “I suppose I should actually do a little tidying around here. I’ve been putting it off for a while…”

That was, with all affection, the understatement of the century. Beast Boy had been ‘putting off’ tidying his room since the day he had moved into Titan’s Tower. Why tidy today when he could sweep it under the rug for tomorrow? Why put this thing away when he might need it next week? You never knew when you might need something, only to have it hidden away in some near drawer or something. Tidying up was just a good way to lose stuff!

But now, out of excuses, devoid of entertaining distractions, and under extreme threat from his fellow Titans Raven and Robin, he had nowhere left to turn. It was time to face the music. It was time… to clean.

Y’know, until his game was done updating, at least. The instant he could play again, he was going right back to it, make no mistake. A well deserved reward for all the hard work he was surely about to do.

Yep. A ton of work. He was about to leap straight into action, and absolutely demolish the sprawling mess. He was a superhero! There was no way anything like this could slow him down!

… Annny second now.

… … … Annnny-

There was a knock at the door, and BB jumped for it like his life depended on it. Only to find…

“Oh hey Robin, what’s up?” The green guardian leaned across his doorway, hoping, somehow, to stop the detective trained team leader from seeing just how much work he hadn’t gotten around to doing yet.

“Checking in to see how you’re getting on,” the Boy Wonder said with a grin. “Just about ready to get started, I take it?”

“Uuuhhh… No! No, no, I got started ages ago. What are you even talking about?” BB’s voice was weak as he waved a hand to try to sell his dismissive lie. “In fact, I’m almost done!”

“Oh really?” Yep, Robin didn’t believe a word of it. “That’s good, because Raven’s going to be checking in with you in a couple of hours, and if she’s not happy with the state of your room by then…” He whistled. Somehow, it sounded exactly like an unfortunate hero getting thrown out a window. “Anyway, I just thought I’d give you a heads up.”

BB winced. “Appreciated. But yeah, like I said, don’t worry about it.” He gave his leader his patented ‘You can totally trust me!’ thumbs up, unaware that everyone in the tower was well aware it meant you couldn’t trust him at all. But fortunately for him, Robin’s attention had already been caught by something else. Unfortunately for him…

“Huh. Hey, what’s that?” He pointed at Beast Boy’s belt – specifically, at the tablet hanging from it, still stuck on a loading screen. Crap – he’d been caught.

“What, uh, this?” He plucked it off his belt and held it up. “Oh, you know, just, uh… Something I found while I was tidying up!” Technically true. “I’m just holding on to it to, um… to keep an eye on it!” Also technically true. BB, you’re a genius.

Though Robin wasn’t really listening. “It looks kind of familiar,” he muttered, rubbing his chin. “Can I see it for a se-Yow!”

Just as he’d been reaching out to take the tablet there had been a sudden spark, a weird yellow flash that had zapped straight through him. He snatched back his hand, shaking it. “Geeze, did you rub that thing in a wool blanket or something?”

“Uh, or something.” Beast Boy shrugged and hid his toy behind his back. “Anyway, don’t worry about it, it’s just a toy I dug up.”

“Alright,” Robin sighed, giving his hand one last shake. “Just remember. Raven’s coming by next. So if there’s any last bits of cleaning you want to do before she gets here, I’d get started on them now.”

“Sure thing!” He gave his leader another patented thumbs up as the man walked off… Then the door shut, looking around his room in a panic. Crap crap crap, how was he going to move all of this mess in a couple of hours? There was no way!

“And done!” A familiar voice sang out from his tablet. “Sorry about that. We can resume play whenever you’re ready.”

Huh. Well, he could spend the next two hours running around trying to tidy in a panic… Oooor, he could play a little more of this game – just to conserve his energy, get ready for the big push – and then tidy everything up in a flash! Yeah, that’d work. You’re a super genius, BB!

“Where were we?” He asked, flopping back onto his bed.

“Well, I was just about to introduce you to your biggest fan on campus.” The smiling face of Helen was there to greet him. “She’s been eager to meet you ever since you saved her father from that accident. Beast Boy, may I present you to the young Miss Wyn…”

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Robin shook his head, chuckling as he walked away from Beast Boy’s room. The poor guy was going to get an earful and a half from Raven later – and he was totally going to deserve it. Oh well. You could lead a horse to water, but you couldn’t stop it from turning into a dog and chasing its own tail – at least, not when it was Beast Boy.

The Boy Wonder had other things to work on today anyway. There was a case he’d been investigating for the past few weeks, and some of his leads were starting to come together at last. He was just waiting on a last few emails from his contacts, and then hopefully he’d be pulling the covers off of a major weapon smuggling ring. Hmph, the nerve of some criminals thinking they could pull something like that off in his city.

But just as he was about to take the turn for his crime lab, his communicator beeped.

He snatched it up by instinct – you could never delay when a villain might be on the rampage – and opened a channel. “This is Robin.”

A familiar female voice was the one to greet him. “Ah, hello Robin – it’s Miss Bergman. Do you have a moment?”

The Boy Wonder glanced about, checking no one else was around, before leaning up against a wall. “Of course, Professor. What’s the problem?”

“Ah, thank you.” He could hear the grateful smile in her voice. “lt’s just that, I’ve been going through a few of our records here in Titan, and there seem to be some… irregularities.”

“Irregularities?” He raised an eyebrow. That was odd. Had someone been messing with their files? “What do you mean?”

“Oh, nothing too severe,” she assured him. “Just some errors in your personal records. But I want to get this sorted as soon as possible – could you pop down to the filing room when you have a chance?”

He checked his mailbox. Still no replies from his contacts yet. He had time to spare. “Sure – I’ll be down in a moment.”

“Thanks. See you soon.”

Sliding his communicator away, Robin took a moment to think. His personal records… Did he have personal records here? Honestly, he was the only hero in the tower with a proper secret identity, so he had to be careful with stuff like that. Maybe that was why Miss Bergman was having these issues?

Well, only one way to find out. With a shrug, he headed for the stairs. The filing room was in the basement – most of the other Tower occupants weren’t too interested in paperwork, and it was the most secure area to keep important documents in. Look, even heroes had to file their taxes on time, you know?

So very few people came down here, and honestly? Robin wasn’t sure anyone else knew the place even existed. Well, anyone besides Cynthia Bergman, apparently.

He shouldn’t have been surprised, he supposed. Miss Bergman was a dependable woman, and of course she’d be looking to get on top of this sort of thing for her students. He wasn’t one of those, sure, but then with how Titan Tower/Academy had ended up hosting both groups, it was natural there was some crossover in situations like this.

“Hey Professor,” he greeted her with a wave as he stepped in through the door. “Wow, you’ve really been hitting the books down here.”

“Haven’t I just,” the teacher sighed, moving one stack of binders on top of another stack, and kicking a filing cabinet drawer closed behind her as she went. “Sorry, I know it’s a bit of a mess right now, but after I took a look at Beast Boy’s room, I felt the sudden need to, ah, tidy up any loose ends down here…”

The hero snorted. “I wonder where that could have come from.”

The older woman chuckled, brushing back her long brown hair. “Well, quite. Anyway, while I was filing, I happened to come across your permanent record…”

She held up the document, and he blinked at it. His permanent record… Did he have one of those here? Oh, wait, of course he did. It had been a small concession to the Academy side of things, just to smooth things over with them both operating here out of Titan’s Tower. It wasn’t really an important document, since he wasn’t a student here – so what was the problem. Curious, he reached out and took the papers, reading through them.

“As you can see,” Miss Bergman explained as he read. “There seems to have been some kind of error printing out your personal information – which pretty much makes the rest useless, honestly.”

He chuckled. “Is that really a problem?” And his grin only got wider when he saw the look the teacher was pointing at him. “Alright, alright, I guess we can fix it. Is it alright if we just fill it in now?”

She nodded. “It should be fine. In fact…” She pulled a black marker pen from her blouse pocket with a wink. “I have something prepared for this very occasion! Now…”

Robin handed back the papers and watched her go over the form, occasionally nibbling on the end of her pen. ““First up: Name. Well, I know you’re fond of that nickname of yours…” She glanced up at him questioningly.

He raised an eyebrow. “You mean my Hero ID?”

“Yes, that.” The teacher shrugged. “I don’t suppose you’d consider telling me your real name…?”

The hero shook his head. “Not happening.” Completely out of the question.

Fortunately, it seemed like that was the answer she was expecting. “Well, we can come back to that. Let’s see, after that is gender. That’s easy enough, unless you’ve been hiding something from me young Miss?” She gave him another glance, this one amused.

He laughed at her joke. “No, I think I’ve been pretty clear about that one,” the Boy Wonder grinned.

Then he paused, blinking. Wait, had she actually just written ‘Female’? Why…?

Oh, what did he care. The more misinformation he put out there about his real identity, the better.

Cynthia, for her part, didn’t seem to notice her mistake. “Alright, next question, that’d be your date of birth…”

They continued to talk, with Miss Bergman asking slow, probing questions, and Robin giving charming, but ultimately meaningless answers -  and as they did, neither one of them noticed as the Boy Wonder began to change.

His hair, dark and short, was starting to creep down his back, growing longer and longer with each passing second. It only stopped once it had stretched about mid-way down his back, long and smooth like a straightened waterfall, rather than his normal spiky style. And while that was happening, his outfit was shifting too. His green leggings were steadily retreating up his legs, while merging together near the top. Soon enough, his green leggings had been replaced by a green skirt – one that was still practical for the job, but still far more feminine than his usual wear.

Of course, that was also becoming true of him as well, as his male pride was retreating too – slowly sinking up inside him, until with a sudden popping sensation, he became a she.

“Is everything alright there, Robin?” Miss Bergman asked, surprised at the way her student suddenly stiffened.

“Uh. F-fine…” The raven haired heroine answered, her voice several octaves higher than before, though still respectably husky. “I must have been standing weird, that’s all…” She shifted uncomfortably before settling, adjusting to a wider pelvis with her new stance.

Her chest was also starting to swell, but not to any extreme. Soon, the new girl had a rather small set of breasts – her figure could be described as lithe, at best. But that suited her just fine – she didn’t need any excess flab getting in the way of her crime fighting.

And absolutely none of that drew the least bit of notice from Miss Bergman, or the newly female Robin. Why would it? She’d always been a girl – it said so on her records, didn’t it?

“Alright,” the teacher was saying. “I think that covers most of it. You were sponsored to attend by your father, Mr. Wyn…”

“Ahahaaa…” The Girl Wonder rubbed the back of her head. “Ixnay on the Ynway,” she hushed the other woman with a flushed face. “That was told in confidence, right?”

Miss Bergman smiled. “Oh, don’t worry, your secret is safe with me. As long as you tell me ooone more thing.”

She tapped her pen against the empty space on the form beside Name. Robin gulped.

“… Do I… Alright, fine.” She looked around, making sure absolutely no one else was around, grabbing the pen and hurridly squiggling her name down.

“Thank you. Don’t worry, these papers will never see the light of day.” The teacher took her pen back and scanned over the form one last time. “And Regina is a lovely name, by the way.”

“Shhhhh!” Again, Robin scanned the room for any listeners, before nervously flicking her long black hair back. “Thanks, I guess. Can I go now?”

“Of course. Thank you again for your time, Miss Wyn.”

“Sure thing.” Robin scooted out of the door so quickly it looked like she was running, leaving a smiling teacher behind. Ahh, young people these days. So much fun to tease~

---

By the time she finally got free from the grilling by Miss Bergman, Robin was eager for any kind of distraction to take her mind off the experience. Thus, she was delighted to find a few emails waiting in her inbox as she finally arrived in her crime lab. Finally, her leads had come in, and it was time to start cracking this case.

“Robin, can I talk with you?”

Oooor not. The Girl Wonder did her best to hide her irritation at the interruption, turning around to face the dark portal that had just opened up in the wall.

“Sure thing, Rae. What’s up?”

Raven emerged from the portal blinking, before shaking her head. There it was again, that strange, unsettled feeling. Something was wrong, tickling at her senses, but she just couldn’t put her finger on what. Hopefully, though, Robin could help.

“I’m curious. Have you noticed anything weird around the tower recently?”

“Weird?” Robin tilted her head. “Weird how?”

The gothic sorceress frowned, searching for a way to answer. “I’m not sure. I just have this feeling… Something keeps bothering me, but I’m not sure what.”

Hmm. The dark haired heroine frowned, her brow wrinkling. If Raven was sensing something was wrong, then that was something she wanted to take seriously. “You think something mystical might be happening?”

“No…” Raven shook her head again. “No, it’s not like that. Whatever it is, it’s subtle. It’s the sort of feeling where you almost catch a glimpse of something every time you turn your head, but when you look, it’s gone. Know what I mean?”

Robin pondered. “I think I can imagine. Hold on, I can run some scans of the tower, see if anything stands out…”

“Thanks.” Raven drifted over to an empty table and took a seat as Robin moved over to her main computer and started typing, initiating a scan of the tower. Hopefully, if there really was something wrong, it’d pick it up.

And in the meantime, she could check on her emails. The first of which was opening on her screen right now!

[RH: The packages are being moved tonight.]

A solid hit! Excellent. So tonight was the night. That meant she was in prime position to catch them in the act! Just a little more information and she had these criminals dead to rights. Her lips quirked up into a smile, and an excited giggle slipped from her throat, steadily growing louder, until…

“Ohohohohoho!!!” She threw her head back, the back of her hand pressed against her mouth as she laughed, her hair restyling itself into face framing drills just from the strength of her mirth alone.

“Uh.” Raven stared at her, the flattest expression in existence locked firmly on her face. “What’s so funny?”

“Oh, nothing,” Robin assured her, wiping a tear from her eye. “Just some good news. Unrelated to your concern, don’t worry.”

“I… see…” Yeah, there was that feeling again. Where was it coming from? There was nothing unusual here. Robin’s laugh was weird, but she’d always been like that. Apparently it came with being richer than god. So why was she so bothered by it?

The Girl Wonder, meanwhile, was checking her next email.

[RR: They’re being traded behind the school gym.]

The gym! Of course. Why did they always choose the gym? Was it some kind of ritual? Did they think all the athletes sacrificing their sweat and toil there offered them some kind of protection? How pathetic.

“Such a superstitious cowardly lot,” she snorted, rolling her eyes.

Raven, still watching from the side, raised an eyebrow. “Who? The criminals you’re tracking?”

Robin shook her head. “No, no – Poor people. I swear, they always hide their dealings behind the gym – as if I didn’t have cameras installed there months ago.” Once again, her hand hid her mouth as her high class laugh rolled through the room.

“Oh. Uh.” Raven stared. “I… don’t know about that…”

“Of course you don’t,” the heiress waved off the woman’s concerns. “Don’t trouble yourself. Just give me a moment more to check my mail, and then I can tell you all you’d like to know.”

This was all going so perfectly! Just one more email, and then… Oh. Hm.

[S: Jordanna isn’t inviting you to her birthday party.]

That bitch.

The heiress’s expression darkened, her hands grasping the back of the chair she was leaning over it and squeezing. So, that presumptuous little upstart thought she could snub the richest girl in the school, did she? She’d soon see about that.

“Is something wrong?”

“Oh no. Everything’s just fine.” Robin’s dark giggle was anything but reassuring. “I was just imagining how I’m going to crush a particularly ugly worm, that’s all~” Her fist clenched. “Nothing gets in the way of Regina Wyn.”

“Uh. Right. Whatever.” Raven drew her cowl up, feeling uneasy again. Why was she here? Everyone knew Regina Wyn never helped anyone unless there was something in it for her. “You’re sure you haven’t heard anything weird lately?”

Regina looked over at her as her black mask turned into a stylish pair of slim-framed spectacles. “Nothing out of the ordinary, my dear Raven. Buuuut…” She strutted across the room, a hand resting on her hip as she walked over to the sitting heroine, leaning over her. “I can certainly keep my ear out. You know that everyone in the school talks to me. Or to Daddy’s money… Ohohoho~”

Raven found herself leaning back from the overbearing woman – but not far enough to avoid the confident hand that reached out and lifted a finger up beneath her chin. “I… Ah… Wh-what would you want in return?”

“Simple, dear.” Regina’s smile was more like a shark’s than a human’s. “My posse could always use another cheerleader~”

Cheer-

Ch-

Cheerleader?

Raven’s brain short circuited, the girl freezing in place for a moment, before dropping straight down through a portal – fleeing from the lab. “NothanksI’drathervisitmydad!”

“Offer’s open any time you like, Raerae!” The dark drill-haired woman called after the escaping heroine, before shaking her head. She looked around her bedroom – obviously, the largest and most lavish in the tower, decorated with pink and ponies everywhere – and smiled. The goth would be just what her clique needed, once she got with the program. The girl would soon come crawling back – they all did, eventually.

The only question was if she’d have to pay someone to smash her legs out from under her first~

With another giggle that almost escalated into a full ohoho, she shut down her computer and skipped to the door. She had all the gossip she needed – for the moment. Now, she needed to pay a visit to a certain president~

And fortunately for her, this one wouldn’t require a flight in her private jet – she was having hers repainted at the moment…

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“My my, do you really spend all your time in here?” Regina asked, walking through the library’s many stacks of books with an amused expression on her bespectacled face. “You really are a bookworm, aren’t you?”

Seated at a table in the middle of it all, Sophia Fair looked up from the heavy tome she was reading. She did not look pleased to see the heiress.

“Miss Wyn.” She still greeted the woman politely, even though her tone was as cold as the north pole. “What brings you here? I thought you had minions to fetch books for you.”

Lightning crackled as their eyes met. The class president was a stickler for the rules that Regina regularly flouted with her money, which already started them off on the wrong foot… But the real issue between them ran much, much deeper than that.

Still, she had her dignity to maintain. Any knives she had to slide into this woman would be sheathed in politeness~ “Oh, my dearest Sophia, I’m not here for books – I’m here for you!”

The president didn’t buy a word of it. “… For my homework, specifically, I assume.”

“I believe we had two essays to write this week?” Regina didn’t look at all bothered by the other woman’s bluntness. If she wanted to get right down to business, so much the better. “Unless you want Daddy to change his mind about the donation he’s making to the school’s new medical wing because one of the students was too mean to his little Princess…”

“Ugh.” Sophia rolled her eyes. “You’re just utterly shameless, aren’t you?”

The heiress giggled into the back of her hand. “Why should I be ashamed? I have people to feel that for me. Just like I have you to do my homework, don’t I?” Her eyes sparkled with vicious lust. “You’re free to say no at any time, of course~”

The class president didn’t say no. Instead stood up, grumbling as she stepped over to her bag and pulling out a binder. After flipping through it for a moment, she pulled out a set of papers. “Here you go,” she said, offering them to the dark haired menace. “This should get you an A in Chemistry.”

“So kind of you, Sophia.” Regina stepped forward and held her hand out, the two women standing boldly close to one another. But then…

Sophia stepped closer, smirking, and Regina’s smile faltered for a moment as the two women’s bodies pressed against one another. The president was the taller of the pair by quite some measure, but Regina didn’t mind that. No, what bothered her were the gigantic tits now pressed against her own. She, alas, had never been blessed with the full, dare she even say cow-like figures of some of the women around here. She had endless money and vicious intelligence, but she’d missed out on curves. Compared to Sophia, she was practically flat – and the class president was happy to laud that fact over her. It was one of the few advantages that the bookworm had over her in their real contest.

Yes… Their real contest. The only one that mattered. The one for the hand of the handsomest stud in the tower. The one over the heart of the only man that could ever measure up to a star like Regina. The one over the soul of the only worthy being in this entire world…

Beast Boy…

The thought of him made her knees weak – and the thought of Sophia having an edge over her made her teeth grind. Jealousy seethed inside her, though she was far too well raised to let it show on her face. How dare this common little plebian think that her tits gave her some sort of advantage. She’d show her. She’d… She’d… She’d…!

As she fumed, trying to work out a way to get back at the smug class president, her top was already starting to tighten. Slowly, her breasts were starting to swell – half with pride, and half with silicone. Oh, yes, that was right. How could she have forgotten? She’d long ago overcome this little weakness of hers, thanks to a few visits to some of the best plastic surgeons in the world. Heh, most people couldn’t even tell they weren’t all natural~

Never one to settle for second place, soon Regina’s tits were straining her Robin branded top to breaking point. It was a fun look, but one she wanted to keep in reserve for her next attempt at seducing Beast Boy, so instead of snapping her top reformed itself into a white school-girl’s blouse. A blouse that had been specially designed to contain her chest, after it finally stopped growing just a few inches bigger than Sophia’s.

She’d measured her rival specifically to make sure she was the biggest~

Jeaousy evaporating like it had never been, she took the offered papers with the smuggest smile imaginable. Why Sophia had tried to initiate this little contest, she had no idea – but as her breasts smothered the president’s, she was happy to take the win.

“And Home Ec?” She asked, keeping her voice casual even while continuing her domination.

“Oh of course.” Sophia smiled without any warmth once again. “Let me get that for you.”

As she turned, she hip checked the smaller woman – reminding her good and proper that while Regina had a good top game, she was the full package. There was no way that tiny little ass could compete with her bountiful behind.

Jealousy surged once again. Ugh, why had she been cursed with such incredible boobs, but left with the smallest butt imaginable? Why had she gotten her boobs sorted and left her rear unattended? Why- Why- Wh… Wait, had she done that? She could have sworn she got her butt sorted at the same time…

And indeed, as her memories swirled and her confusion grew, Regina’s ass was growing too. Her cheeks inflating, her hips widening, her green skirt unravelling into a soft red one, as any trace of her former life as a hero completely dissolved. Soon there was once again no contest – Regina Wyn had the fattest ass in Titan Academy, once again outstripping her rival just enough to be noticeable.

It was a much more irritated looking Sophia who handed the last essay over to the richest, curviest girl on campus. “There. A-.”

The heiress took it with a raised eyebrow. “Only A-?”

Sophia shrugged. “It’s not my best subject. If you want better, blackmail someone else.”

“Oh no, that’ll be fine.” Regina folded the second paper away. “You know what they say. Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer~” Then she snorted. “Though you hardly qualify as important enough to be my enemy…”

“Charming, as always, Regina.” The redhead was unimpressed. “Was there anything else?”

“Not at the moment dear. You go back to enjoying your books. It’ll be much more productive than trying to get your common hands on my man, don’t you think? Ohohohohoho~”

Sophia watched the woman strut away with a roll of her eyes. Ugh, the things she had to put up with. Oh well, whatever. It wasn’t like that hussy had an actual chance with Beast Boy. A real man like him would see through a fake bitch like that in no time.

With that soothing thought in her head, she picked her book back up, and went back to studying – smiling at the thought of Regina Wyn getting her due comeuppance…

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“There we go,” Helen said, closing the door to the admin offices behind her. “That takes care of that. And I’m glad to see you got on so well with our little heiress – I know she can rub some people up the wrong way.”

“She’s not that bad,” Beast Boy shrugged, still laying on his bed, screen held up in front of him. “Tough on the outside, but a real gooey centre if you give her the old BB charm.”

His guide chuckled. “You’ve got a good read on her. Well, that just leaves-”

Knock knock!

“Oh, hold on a sec.” The green skinned hero glanced up. “Someone’s at the door. Gimme a sec.”

“Of course! Going into standby mode.”

He nodded and hid the tablet under his pillow, before rolling to his feet, nervously approaching the door. Uh. It… It couldn’t be Raven, right? He still had a little more time to tidy up… He hoped…

But no. Instead, the door opened to reveal…

- What was with all the deja vu today? –

… A smiling Regina Wyn, hands clasped innocently in front of her. “Hello there Beast Boy,” she said, smiling bright. “I just thought I’d stop by to see how you were doing. May I come in?”

“Uh-”

“Thank you~” She slipped past him in an instant – a blush shooting through his cheeks as her very firm chest pressed against him. Before he knew it, she’d skipped into his room, looking around with wonder. “My my…”

Then she spun around to face him, her smile growing wider. “I was just wondering if you maybe needed a little help with all this! The others are being soooo mean, making you tidy this place up all by yourself…” She giggled, holding her hands behind her back and preening for him proudly. “But I’d be delighted to give you a hand! My servants can have this lovely room looking neater than the entire rest of the Tower in no time if you want~”

“Oh, uh, wow.” BB blinked. That’d be super helpful! He might not even get killed by Raven at this rate! “You’d really do that?”

“Of course! Anything for such a strong, handsome hero like yourself…” She sidled up next to him, blushing as she gently took his hand in her own. “All it would cost would be one little dat-Wah!”

Alas, just as she’d been ready to make her move, Regina found herself the victim of the very thing she’d been trying to use to seal her victory – the mess in BB’s room. She’d taken one step towards him, only to find that the floor she’d thought she was standing on was, in fact, an unbalanced plate – and then gravity had taken over.

Beast Boy, ever the gentleman, had of course tried to catch her – but the suddenness and the bounciness of his attempted rescuee got them awkwardly tangled together, and in a moment both were on the floor. Worse, somehow the girl had landed on top of him! Specifically, she’d landed with her skirt over his head. Dazedly, he couldn’t help but notice she had little birds on her panties…

Then she was off him, hopping straight to her feet in an impressive display of athleticism. Blushing brighter than the sun, she stared at him for a moment – before tearing out of the room at a speed BB would previously have thought only a cheetah could manage.

“SorryI’dbettergoI’llseeyoulaterokay?” A garbled cry echoed back to him in her wake.

Apparently Regina had no ability to handle being embarrassed. Huh.

Slowly, the green hero got to his feet, blinking. Then, seeing that the door was shut, and there was no sign of any further visitors, he walked back to his bed and fished out his new console.

“Uh. Okay. That was weird…” He muttered, booting it all back up again.

“Everything okay?” Helen’s concerned face flashed up on screen.

BB shook his head. “Yeah! Yeah, I think so. Let’s just keep going. I’m almost through the tutorial, right?”

Relieved, the guide nodded. “That’s right! We’re almost fully set up.”  Just one last person for you to meet – and I bet she can’t wait to get with the program~”

“Then let’s get going. I ought to get something finished today.”

“Of course. Right this way~”